Mourning or Missing

Mom and Zosia

Today is the 10th anniversary of my Mom’s passing.

I miss her; truly I do. As my Mom had dementia, the last five years of her life were my mourning period. My brother and I took turns every other night taking care of her, and I don’t think there wasn’t a night that I was there that I didn’t cry. Mom was herself for one week after she suffered a subdural hematoma, but then dementia took her away. She could communicate in Polish on occasion, but talking was minimal. The birthday before she passed away, I was up with Mom overnight. Her birthday was four days before mine. On my birthday, I got up quietly to get dressed for work, and as I turned away from the closet, she looked over to me and said,” Good morning.” It was the sweetest birthday gift she ever gave me.

People commented to me about not crying at her funeral. I said it was a celebration of her life-her entire life pre-dementia. We were genuinely glad she was done with her struggle. Physically she hung in there for five long years. It was time for her body to go catch up with her mind in a better place.

Life has gone on and I miss Mom. There are many times I can feel her wagging her finger at me and telling me “I told you.” She never got a chance to see me retired. She never got to come here and see where we live now. She knew my Zushie girl but didn’t get to know my Kasia that well.

Kasia

At this ten year mark, I’m missing Mom. I don’t think that’ll ever change. I am grateful for the life she led. I just hope I can catch up with her eventually.

It’s Not Wheel of Fortune

In a feeble attempt to keep my mind sharp, I’ve been playing words with friends with a few of my closest buddies. I enjoy playing it, and usually learn something each day until ….today.

I made the mistake of hitting something on my IPhone that completely switched my version of words and, as a result, I lost my games in progress. Arrgh!

I was never an IT professional, but had some classes along the way. Usually, I had programming pals who could steer me in the right direction. Unfortunately, I am, as of January 2nd, retired from my 30 year position I held SEVEN years. Yikes!

So now, I play the “contact us”game. I research on line, trying to find out how to fix up what I messed up. Good thing I am retired, right?

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Another Year…

False Advertising

So here we are in 2022.

What’s changed? Vaccinated and boostered, we went to my brother-in-law’s funeral the week before Christmas. Vaccinated and boostered, we went to my sister-in-laws’ for Christmas. What am I doing now? Tomorrow I am going to my local CVS for a PCR test. **sigh** Jim is waiting for home delivery of a state of New Jersey test.

I really am just fed up. I can’t work due to variants and my medical history.I have no trouble with staying away from people. What gets me are the people who give no consideration to folks like me in their sixties, who can’t fight disease as easily as a thirty-something.

So Kasia and Jim and I are here together, thankful for another year together. I just wish it wasn’t so difficult.

I wish you and yours a HEALTHY and happy 2022.

Oh,by the way, the picture of Kasia, as of tonight is false advertising. Tomorrow, however, we have eight to twelve inches of snow forecast….just sayin’.😉